Upon hearing Wen Yun’s words, Little Xiaolan happily said, "Thank you, Uncle."
She opened her arms, wanting Qin Yun to give her a hug.
Qin Yun was stunned for a mont, then he pulled her into a hug, and Little Xiaolan kissed him on the cheek, expressing her gratitude through action.
"Where did this brat co from?"
At that mont, the big fat man cursed angrily. He struggled to stand up despite his massive flesh and glared at Qin Yun.
Hearing this, Qin Yun’s face turned somber, uninterested in talking nonsense with him. He stepped forward and kicked him again.
"Ah!"
The big fat man scread again, this ti truly feeling pain, almost vomiting from the kick.
At this mont, fear finally flashed in his eyes as he looked at Qin Yun.
Despite the fear, a hint of hatred lingered deep in his eyes, pondering how to regain his face from Qin Yun in the future.
Just as the middle-aged fat man’s face was unsure whether to be gloomy or angry, Xiao Hengjun suddenly stepped forward and said, "Manager Qian."
Upon hearing Xiao Hengjun’s voice, the middle-aged fat man’s sour expression quickly turned into a smile as he hastily greeted, "Factory Director Xiao."
Though just a small businessman, despite Hengjun Machinery Factory’s current downturn, Xiao Hengjun’s status and position warranted his flattery.
Confronted with his enthusiasm, Xiao Hengjun remained expressionless, pointing to Little Xiaolan and Qin Yun beside him, saying, "This is my niece, and this is Mr. Qin."
He then addressed Qin Yun, saying, "Mr. Qin, this is the owner of Xinyang at Shop, Qian Duojin."
With many people in their factory, they practically bought at every day, and Xinyang at Shop was one of their choices.
Qian Duojin was no fool, and upon hearing Xiao Hengjun’s words, he was shocked.
Not ntioning that the little girl was Xiao Hengjun’s niece, Xiao Hengjun seed to take Qin Yun even more seriously.
He could hear the respect for Qin Yun in Xiao Hengjun’s tone!
A factory director showing such respect towards a young lad who seed only about twenty!
No need to say, Qin Yun’s identity surely wasn’t simple.
Thinking about this, Qian Duojin’s expression changed noticeably as he hurriedly said, "Oh! Mr. Qin, I was wrong about earlier..."
He hastened to apologize.
It was no joke, if Hengjun Machinery Factory stopped cooperating with their at shop, then his family’s business would shrink by half.
He had to look at Xiao Hengjun’s face, and Xiao Hengjun had to look at Qin Yun’s face; how dare he offend Qin Yun?
Finally, Qian Duojin left with a tremor in his heart, and Qin Yun also prepared to leave.
"Uncle."
Watching Qin Yun leave, Little Xiaolan, whose hand was being held by her mother Wen Yun, suddenly ran out and called, "My na is Xiao Lan, don’t forget ."
She looked at Qin Yun with innocent eyes, carrying a tinge of hope.
Qin Yun turned and glanced at Little Xiaolan, smiled, and nodded slightly under her expectant gaze.
Finally, Qin Yun left.
"Who knows what Mr. Qin’s identity really is?" Once Qin Yun had completely left, Xiao Hengjun couldn’t help but sigh.
In his mind, he felt Qin Yun was a truly top-tier figure.
Even if Hengjun Machinery Factory truly developed, in Qin Yun’s eyes, it might be insignificant.
Xiao Pingjun and Wen Yun felt similarly, especially Wen Yun. Qin Yun had previously saved Xiao Lan without hesitation and was so gentle with her, clearly liking her daughter.
This ant that Qin Yun had ford a slight connection with them.
"Alas, Lanlan is too young."
A thought suddenly erged in Wen Yun’s mind.
Her daughter was only five years old; if she were ten years older, there might be so possibility with Qin Yun.
Of course, this thought quickly retreated. For Wen Yun, having any connection with Qin Yun was already a luxury; there wouldn’t be other thoughts.
Looking now, even her elder brother and sister-in-law were trying hard to curry favor with Qin Yun.
...
"Now that things are settled, it’s ti to quicken the search for the Exotic Fragnt." On the other side, Qin Yun sighed slightly.
He currently had a million, plus Hengjun Machinery Factory would send money each month.
Once Hengjun Machinery Factory overca its crisis, rapid developnt would follow, and more money would be sent.
For now, Qin Yun didn’t need to worry about money matters.
Arriving at the job market, Qin Yun spent so ti hiring a full-ti driver at a high salary.
"Mr. Qin, where shall we go next?"
A burly man, seemingly in his forties, asked.
This man was nad Zhou Daqiang, having served in the army before, performing well in the military. He previously drove for a large hotel owner, but after the hotel’s business failed and closed, he was out seeking work again.
No issues with his character and other aspects.
"Take a round at Wu City!" Qin Yun instructed.
Next, Qin Yun embarked on a long journey.
Search during the day, and at night during accommodation ti, Zhou Daqiang would book the rooms, and he would directly check in.
Wu City, Xuan City, Tong City, Chi City, Huangshan City, Lu’an City...
He swiftly searched through each place, hardly missing any.
He had no clue where the other Exotic Fragnt was, so he could only slowly search inch by inch.
Before long, he had traversed most of Wan Province, and months had passed!
"The speed is much slower than I imagined, where exactly is the Exotic Fragnt?"
In the car, Qin Yun searched silently, his face showing a hint of urgency.
It had been almost three months, and during this ti of constant searching, there were no results at all.
At this pace, it might take ten to fifteen years before he could search through the entire Hua Country.
"Anyway, once two more days pass, it’ll be three months, and I need to head back then." Qin Yun muttered.
These three months here equated to three days in the original tiline, during which he was practically in a state of disconnection.
However, Qin Yun had no good solution. With current technology, wherever he was, it was nearly impossible for calls not to connect, making it impossible for him to truly "disappear" from everyone.
By now, his kin might have already been quite concerned.
"Wah..."
While Qin Yun was pondering, he suddenly glanced at a distant street and froze.
On the street, a little child who seed only two or three years old was walking and crying.
"Is this... Xiaoyou?"
Seeing this little girl, Qin Yun was suddenly stunned.
Earlier, when their family reunited with his second aunt’s family, they brought out many childhood photos, and Qin Yun specifically took a look.
With increasingly strong physical fitness, Qin Yun’s mory was also excellent.
This little girl now looked exactly the sa as Xu Xiaoyou in the photo he had seen before, even wearing the sa clothes.
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